Justin Tadlock

Bury me smilin with G’s in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
And let the hoes
That I used to know
From way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe.

Give me a paper and pen
So I can write about my life of sin
A couple of bottles of Gin
In case I don’t get in.
~Tupac

Song to play at my funeral: “Only God Knows Why” - Kid Rock

Bury me with: My class ring, Memorable photos, and My football jersey

• G-Daddy:
  My porn. So you won’t ever have to worry about keeping a girl.
• Lil’ Jon Jon:
  My golf clubs. You might need a decent set to try and get as good as me with.
• Danny T:
  My financial brains. I don’t know where you’re gonna get the other 90% to be financially stable though.
• Timmy:
  You can take Amy I guess. And I would give you some of my cleanliness skills, if I knew you wouldn’t let em’ go to waste.
• Amy:
  Whatever you want. Hell, you prolly inherit it all anyway.
• Vince:
  I’ll leave you some socks. So you can wear em’ when you put on shoes. That way your feet won’t have that peculiar stench.
• Kris:
  My party pics. So you’ll know how to throw one.
• Ralph, Lil’ Steve, Deuce Dawg, Big Mo’:
  These final words: “Talkin’ bout my girl. MY GIRL!”
• Rodney:
  My body here on earth with yours. RIP bro’